It’s been ten years since we spraypainted a shitty old beautiful van, called it “the Mrs.” and cruised down the west coast of Europe doing shows at every surfcamp we could find. With three or four songs to our name, our instruments and the headlights of the Mrs. as our lightshow, we traded shows at the beach for shelter and gasoline. It was awesome. Ten years since that summer in which we became a band and chose for a life of making music together. It’s been quite the ride. Seeing the hand full of surfers slowly turn into big crowds, the beaches into huge festivals and the Mrs.